The stranger
Hello stranger. How are you ?
Turn that frown upside down but still you look so blue.
Hello stranger. How was your day ?
The urban sorrow drained your dreams away.
Hey there stranger. I see you once more ..
Say there stranger. Are you okay? You look worse than before.
Oh please stranger..
Don't say good bye.
Stop it dear stranger!
I cut your wings off
You can not fly.
Stay here stranger..
Don't wish to run
I built this cage for you
With all this luxury and money..
Don't you think it's fun !?
Come back here stranger !
Do not run from me !
I will always chase you.. my dear stranger
I will never set you free
Eyes
I wonder
how do you trust a man whose eyes
can go from green to gone,
in a single night?
Check his mask.
He wears it well.
Check his brash.
His brains and his face get girls,
but his veins don’t listen,
they skip curfew,
no longer young and dumb,
he is smart and fake,
his days are long,
but his nights are great.
My eyes are blue
they see through you
they get green
fill the spaces in between
lost but not yet found
emptyness sorrow darkens . surround . all around
Breathe in , breathe out
Up .. down
Now im here. tommorow I'm dead
Don't you wish you loved me instead ?
And now I am so far away
Hoping you will hear me say
Ur memory just fades away
My days and night's blur into grey..
Notes of emotion
I wonder why when I look at her she looks away
I feel lost not yet to be found not tommorow,not today
Swimming thru the stars of my mind , no sunshine , no light
A place where everything is wrong but yet it feels so right..
I fly up running,screaming searching for her to understand
But I can't find her,so back in the dark place i land..
Hopeless,empty filled up with fear
That when I look around she isn't anywhere near..
So why must I be this creature made of emotion
When it only drowns me in pain deep as the ocean..
And my eyes,blue as the skyes
Seek for the truth but yet find only lies.
I am one but made out of two
So no choise is givven
looking for the other half is what we all do..
So now I'm fading breathing,bleeding left with only myself
Never to be found and opend
Like a dusty book on a shelf
Saying goodbye,before saying hello
A creature with no emotion,back to my dark place I go.
-D.Tserovsky